A clown comes back from the dead to haunt those who took his life during a fatal party mishap.
A Halloween crowd-pleaser that’s missing a few tricks and treats.
It’s a silly, spattery slasher flick and standup comic Noble is pretty good.
Deeply icky on many different levels, with Ross Noble's feature debut illuminated by stomach-churning effects.
Neither funny nor scary, just amateurish in a bad student film way.
He’s no Freddy Krueger – the story lacks genuine fright – but the practical effects are amusingly grisly.
I have to say it somehow wasn't funny or scary enough – though I do have to admit it is always more than revolting enough.
This splatter comedy aims to marry a potty-mouthed irreverence to a tale of bloody revenge, but everything about it is so cackhanded as to be nearly unwatchable.
Silly, gruesome nonsense with a hint of TV sitcom Psychoville.
This is one case where an American remake might actually be a worthwhile endeavour – with Wes Craven at the helm and, say, Doug Stanhope in the lead role, Stitches would almost certainly be a tailor-made success.
The gross-out murders are imaginatively gruesome. It's a shame that the rest of the film is so awful.
Imitation blood flows like a tsunami and the aim of disgusting the audience while raising a few heartless laughs proves moderately successful.
Ross Noble stars in killer clown comedy-horror Stitches: interview
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